apologise

 The day started with breakfast and with a feeling of illness and tiredness. Ignore the feelihngs, get up and go to the town hall. Arrive early, and help to set up the exhibition again after yesterdays necessity to take it down.

It was a bit of work, not much.

It still needed care.

And when this was finished, went home and went to bed, slept tight.

Until the telephone rang, the artist was in the studio, he and his friend needed help. Go down, help to shift things. The tiredness and the feeling of being unwell increased again, until a fast food feed in the evening with two bottles of beer in the new studio calmed everything down.

In the evening, went home and went to bed.

The package with the book of pictures had arrived during the day, and the postman had simply given it to a neighbour. After several attempts to contact the neighbour during the day try one last time in the evening. The neighbour is at home, and he hands over the package with the book. 

He is in his dressing gown and pyjamas. It is not very late, but he is in bed already.

Apologise.

Check the book at home.

It is all in order.